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I was frantically pulling on my robes, slipping and falling everywhere in my separate room in Hagrid's hut.

I did a graceful twist fell headfirst onto the floor.

I still couldn't get around the fact that Dumbledore was a spirit, and was a silent observer who could only intervene and warn people if there was a war, or another powerful being rising.

McGongall assured me there was no danger, and that Dumbledore had told her himself.

But I felt a malicious tint to him, but not enough to harm me.

I didn't think he was Dumbledore, but it was to early to be making doubts.

After a few more minutes of frantic moving, I finally got my robes on. These were so horrible, how did wizards and witches fight in these clothes?

I staggered haphazardly out of my room, careful not to fall into the trashcan right beside me, which my legs were looking at fearfully.

'Ye ready Percy?' Hagrid asked.

'Yeah,' I replied. I somehow made it outside the door and Hagrid gave me a small baggy. It was supposedly a portkey so that I could make it in the Hogwarts train, and not look too suspicious(courtesy of Professor McGonagall).

I grasped the baggy firmly and closed my eyes. I immediately felt a terrible sensation as my body was yanked away from the ground and went spiralling into the air.

I hate the sky, I thought glumly, even though Zeus promised not to blast me out of the sky at the end of the Giant War, yet I still disliked being airborne.

I suddenly was yanked into a crowded area, where a purple train was awaiting the eager students.

The Hogwarts teachers didn't know anything about me, except Minerva. She was also the head of Griffindor, as well as Headmistress of Hogwarts. Something about keeping an eye on Harry when I couldn't.

I climbed aboard, and went to the compartments at the back. I took out my pen and started fiddling with it.

My books were with me( I went shopping with Hagrid), but I wasn't sure which house I would be in.I did not like the fact I had to spy on Harry. The kid needed rest, he just finished a war.

The train roared and 3 kids burst into the compartment.

One girl with fuzzy brown hair, and a kid with flaming red hair, and a freckled face. Then there was the Boy Who Lived himself.

'Hey, do you mind?' The redhead said, gesturing towards the empty seats next to me. I nodded my head and he sat down, others following.

They all introduced themselves. I only about Harry, and not his friends since that would be extremely creepy.

Ron sat down, and started taking out—chocolate frogs? I questioned him about it, and he gave me one to taste.

Just looking at it wobbling around in my palm made me feel sick so I kindly declined the offer.

'Percy, are you from Illvormony?' Harry asked. He noticed my confused expression and quickly elaborated, 'Because you don't seem to be around from here, and you look—sort of American.' It sounded more like a question than a statement.

'Yeah, sure' I replied back. To be honest, I actually forgot that other Wizarding Schools existed other than in Scotland, and Illvormoney sounded like a disease so I immediately knew it was a Wizarding School.

I glanced at Ron stuffing his face with chocolate frogs. I was astounded. Not even I could eat that much.

Now I had the burning desire to show I was better at eating than Ron.

I had no idea what the impulsive part of my brain was thinking when I said these dreadful words:

'I CHALLENGE YOU TO AN EATING CONTEST!' I shouted, looking piercingly at Ron. He saw me looking at me and grinned. Which was full of chocolate coating his teeth.

'Yow on,' He said with bits of chocolate dripping from his chin. Hermione and Harry shrank away from Ron. Hermione was absolutely disgusted.

'RONALD BILLIUS WEASLEY,' She roared. Ron quickly wiped his chin using his sleeve and swiftly ate all the chocolate inside his mouth.

Long story short: Never challenge Ron to an eating contest. You will always lose.

We spent the ride eating Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans. Although I didn't like beans in general, I had some.

Everything was spent laughing and talking that I soon thought we had bonded pretty well. The Hogwarts castle slid into view; a majestic, brooding castle that towered over the fields, as if looking down upon the students which filtered towards it as ants.

It radiated a somewhat enigmatic feeling, and, no pun intended, magical feeling.

I wasn't very awed at the sight, since I've seen it a good few times. Ron and Harry didn't quite catch the nonchalant look on my face.

But Hermione did. She gave me a piercing look which clearly said "Hmm". Rats. She was like Annabeth, I had to be careful around her as to not reveal my identity. 'That sounds like something a superhero would say' I thought randomly.

We used these carriages with skeletal horses. Harry explained you can only see them if you've seen death, eying me curiously.

We entered the Great Hall, and I met a talking hat. I waited for my turn, all sorts of Hogwarts students getting sorted by the hat.

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Before I knew it, The Sorting Hat was on top of my head. 'Well, well, I have no idea what you are' The Sorting Hat said.

I looked around to see if anyone heard that. 'I talk to you telepathically'  The Hat said, sensing my confusion.

'Well, I've tried all my life to keep my brain private' I retorted.

I felt the mental barriers of my head break. STOP! I screamed telepathically, if that's even possible.

The Hat actually winced at the sound of my voice. 'I will not go too far, do not worry' He said and kept on browsing gently, so that I don't throw him off my head and stomp on him until he faints.

He came to the Tartarus part, and nearly jumped off my head. Dear Merlin, what is this dreadful place?' The Hat said in horror.

'HUFFLEPUFF,' The Hat yelled.

A burst of applause came from the Hufflepuff house. I took off the hat and made my way down to the Hufflepuff table.

A skinny boy with blonde hair and hazel eyes, and charcoal black skin patted me on the back. 'Come, sit with me, my name's Garrick Gideon,' He said cheerfully. I smiled and nodded. I was beginning to like his happy attitude.

I followed him, because I had absolutely no idea where to sit. I sat down next to a girl who was lean and athletic with long brown hair, and blue eyes, and tanned skin. She was busy reading something called—Quidditch Through The Ages.

I sat down in between the girl and Garrick. 'Jennifer,' Garrick said impatiently. She looked up from her book.

'Are you the new guy?' She asked. I nodded. 'Well then, welcome to Hufflepuff, don't mind what the other houses say about us, we're loyal to everyone and hard-working.' She said with a smile.

Garrick glared at the Slytherin table.

'Cool,' I said.

Our food just appeared in thin air, and we started eating. My mouth was full of blue food, somehow I can just think about whatever I need, and it'll just randomly come!

I never ate in Hogwarts, since, well, it's for students, and technically Hogwarts didn't start back in August.

Garrick and Jenifer were absolutely disgusted by me, and I shrugged off their gazes.

I made a joke that Jenifer's last name, Hearthorn, sounds like Hawthorn, and I got a pig tail for the rest of the feast. Fortunately Garrick placed a counter-curse AFTER the feast, since "It was too funny."

We made our way to the Hufflepuff dorms, down in the Hufflepuff basement near the dungeons. The Kitchens were close by, and I quietly snuck away to get a few blue pastries.

But thankfully, no one noticed.

The common rooms were guarded by a large pile of barrels stacked in a shadowy corner to the right of the corridor, which when tapped in the rhythm of "Helga Hufflepuff" will show you the dorms.

If tapped in a wrong sequence, or wrong barrel, the interloper would be drenched in vinegar, Garrick explained, as the Hufflepuff head tapped the barrels, and the large stone wall of the end of the corridor flung open inwards.

We went through, and Jenifer went to the girl's dormitories. We walked into a magnificent room with bright lamps, cozy armchairs, four poster beds with a pathcwork of quilts, Garrick explained.

It was reminiscent of a Badger's sett.

I thought it looked pretty cool.

We went into our beds, switched off the lamps, and slept.